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Saturday, October 28, 2006

later

The truth of these photographsForming there in the monitorGhosts, evanescent in timeThey will vibrate into another momentUp ahead in the unknown mistsWhen today becomes the dayReds and greens will fade but never theseAround that bend of the clock

There, in some strange and unknown placeWe will see the forms once seen In morning mirrors as catastrophic And say: “God damn I look good!”We will see what we took for grantedCalculating the years toward oblivionWith increasing careBut enjoying the thump within Later

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About Me

"My name is Addison DeWitt. My native habitat is the theater. In it I toil not, neither do I spin. I am a critic and commentator. I am essential to the theatre - as ants to a picnic, as the boll weevil to a cotton field." George Sanders in "All About Eve"